"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 8: - Escape
How much time has passed?
I searched for the monster outside the bronze mirror.
The monster that was sitting on the junk seemed to have grown bigger in the meantime.
Eyes met with the monster.
I could feel the curiosity in his eyes.
It was only natural that he had done nothing but jingi tonap for those long years.
He waved his hand at the monster as if asking him to come closer.
The monster approached slowly while being wary.
With the bronze mirror in between, Yeon jeokha and the monster's eyes met head-on.
It is the moment when you see the black eyes like the abyss of a monster.
Suddenly, deep sorrow and terrible pain rushed towards Yeon jeokha.
“… … .”
I would never have thought that such feelings would exist in the heart of the monster who fluttered outside the mirror.
'omg!'
Yeon jeokha's eyes widened.
The yokai seen up close were neither ghosts nor ancestral spirits.
‘This, this can’t be… … .’
The monster outside the mirror is also quite surprised and embarrassed.
With his trembling hand, he traced the face of the youkai reflected in the bronze mirror.
Yokai is also a face that even a ghost has seen.
Yeon jeokha, who had been staring at it for a while, murmured.
"you… … It was me.”
The truth finally appeared in the eyes of Yeon Jeok-ha, who had reached the age of nine.
The monster, no, the boy was the true self he had lost.
His aunt and himself lost in the abuse of the Yeon clan. His wish to live innocently appeared in the form of a boy.
But when her mother died giving birth to her, it became an unattainable dream for her. His dad left him in the hands of his big mom, and he's been in this shape ever since.
Time that has already passed cannot be returned forever.
Tears streamed down from the younger brother's eyes.
The boy was also in tears.
"mom… … .”
He lowered his head and sobbed for a long time.
And when he raised his head again, he was out of the mirror.
I wiped my tears with the back of my hand.
A skinny boy stood in the mirror with red, bloodshot eyes.
"hi."
I waved my hand at myself in the mating mirror.
It's that moment.
The boy disappeared and a fairy appeared in his place.
When I opened her eyes and looked closely, it was the Gucheon Hyeonnyeo engraved on the back of the mirror. The background in the mirror had also changed from a warehouse to a beautiful scenery like a painting.
The fairy, who smiled faintly, soon flew away on her clouds to the distant sky.
Surprised by the unexpected news, only the eyes of the couple blinked.
Then, suddenly, the bronze mirror began to be covered with the grime of the years as before. Before long, the bronze mirror turned black before I had time to try my hand at it.
"uh? uh?"
The serial killer carefully lifted up the broken mirror and examined it.
Unfortunately, I tried to wipe it with a cloth, but the time did not come off at all.
"ha!"
Unbeknownst to me, the shooting ceremony flowed.
A belated realization that all of this was the harmony of the nine-thousand wise woman passed through her mind.
It seems that the Gucheon Hyeonyeo, who was in her fairy world, felt sorry for her and helped her.
She couldn't think of anything else.
She put her rusty Nine-Chun Hyeonyeo-gyeong on one wall and bowed.
rattle.
I thought the side door was open, and a basket of food came in.
This time, it was all about fireballs hard like a stone, greens, and a water bottle.
As I picked up the basket, I heard a warrior muttering in the distance.
"her! it's ten years Still, being a son of a samurai family is risking his life... … .”
Only then did he realize that he had been confined to a warehouse for ten years.
So she's sixteen now?
"under. under. under… … .”
It's ridiculous.
It is her Uncle General who has imprisoned her, but it must have been because her great mother told her to do so.
Seeing what her life is about, it doesn't seem like she has the heart to let go.
hey, now what
Yeonjeokha's troubled eyes saw a window pierced for ventilation.
I flew up lightly, held onto the iron bars, and looked out to see the dusky twilight.
I searched through the stacked warehouse that had come down to the floor again.
Still, I was able to get my hands on a book about martial arts, which was said to be a martial artist.
These are the books that the Yeon family collected and discarded for reference.
“Biyeonbo (飛燕步)?”
If you look at the title, it's a book about footwork or martial arts that you haven't learned yet.
I took out the bi-yearbook that is serially accumulated separately on one side.
She searched for a while, but all she could find to help was the rain annals.
“Sheesh!”
He grumbled and turned over the bookshelf of the secret annals.
Various rumors continued with the explanation that it was made by looking at the shape of a swallow's flight.
“Stretch out her hands behind her like swallow wings?”
He stretched his arms behind his back and took a few steps forward as he was told.
"Oh oh!"
Still, I think it's better than walking without thinking.
After circling the warehouse about ten times, Biyeonbo was attached to the body.
Even though it was such a low-level, crude new law, the couple did not know about it.
The divine law is not good, but his mental law is the best in the world.
He seemed to be able to run all day using his bi-annual.
"oh! Is it really a good new company?”
After self-confident that it was okay to have a love affair, he threw the secret yearbook behind his back. He had already mastered the principles, so he did not need to carry the book.
He threw himself through the window again.
Maybe it's because he learned Bi-Yeonbo, and his movements were much smoother than before.
It was already dark outside.
It seems that the sun has gone down while reading and mastering the Bi-Yeonbo.
I touched the side door where food and filth flowed in and out of the floor again.
rattle.
The door did not open because it was locked.
According to the teachings of Bi-Yeonbo, who is a serial killer, he pushed his strength into his feet.
Then, he quietly pushed the side door with his toe.
pitched, pitched.
The side door slammed with the sound of something twisting.
Still, it feels a little narrow to get out of the body.
He squatted down and tore off the planks around the side door with his hands.
The old planks could not withstand the forceful touch and split easily.
When I was a kid, I crawled out of the warehouse as if I was going in and out of a dog hole.
When he came out, he was terrified.
It was clear that if the people of Waryong jang found him, they would try to lock him in a stronger place.
The couple walked stealthily and climbed over the fence.
Then, he unfolded the only secret yearbook he knew and ran blindly to the south.
I didn't even rest because I was afraid that the warriors of the Baekhodae would follow me.
In accordance with the teachings of the ancestral bier, he stretched out his arms straight back.
If anyone saw it, it would look like it would hold its stomach and laugh.
However, as time passed, the ceremonial art became faster and traveled a fairly long distance.
Finally, when the day dawned dimly, the running under the skies was over.
"omg! omg!"
Maybe it was because he skipped dinner, but his mouth smelled sweet, and he seemed like he was about to collapse.
Yeon jeokha walked slowly and controlled his breathing.
As I was thinking about where this place was, I saw a milestone standing next to the coffin road.
[Sip li in Deng feng County.]
Yeon jeokha, who was going to Deung bong County, hesitated.
The thought, “It was only a one-night run,” crossed his mind.
This place is so close to his eldest mother's house.
If her eldest mother untied her man, she would be caught behind her at any moment.
It's a three-day trip from Eonsha to Dengfeng County, so it's quite far, but the couple didn't even think about it.
"ha! I can't go any further.”
His knees were shaking from how tired he was.
I decided to get something for the time being.
He walked through the rain and entered a nearby village, but a troublesome incident occurred. His little boys followed him around, throwing rocks and cursing at him.
“Wow! Beggar!”
"dirty!"
"go away!"
He wasn't sick enough to die because he was young, but he felt bad.
Besides, are you a beggar?
'no. Mom and Dad died early, but I still live in a rich family... … .’
Come to think of it, he was locked up.
Besides, as the children said, he was a poor man among beggars.
The clothes I was wearing a few years ago had been worn out and shortened.
At least it was torn and tattered after running all night.
His body, which had not even been washed, was swollen with soup, to the point where he vomited even by himself.
Right.
A stone came flying and hit me in the forehead.
I stroke it with a tingling feeling, but my fingertips are smooth. When I checked, there was blood on her body.
In an instant, he said, 'Woo' and got angry.
“These guys!”
When the younger enemy screamed and pretended to chase it, the children ran away with a ‘wow’.
An adult passing by scolded the children, saying, “Don’t bully the poor people.” Only then did the children flock to find other things to play.
It was midsummer, so the blood dried quickly.
Someone called Yeon jeokha who was trudging along.
"hey. there."
I turned around and saw an old beggar beckoning.
“Are you a disciple of openness by any chance?”
"no."
"no? But why are you acting like a beggar?”
“… … .”
I couldn't say anything about the relationship.
It was very sad that I looked like a beggar when I wasn't a beggar.
An old beggar came up and asked.
“Are you homeless?”
"yes."
“Do you have a rice bowl?”
"no."
“Are you going to die of hunger?”
"yes."
“Tsk tsk,” said the old beggar, clicking his tongue.
“You foolish bastard. Aren't you starving because you don't have a bowl of rice? He's a non-standard guy. Take this.”
An old beggar held out a red gourd that was hanging from his waist.
I accidentally received the broken gourd with both hands.
“Clean your ears and listen carefully. Men don't fight enemies, so look for women. A lady is seen in the distance. Then she runs quickly and says,
The old beggar, Mang wugae, the elder of the opening, said quickly after clearing his voice.
"'oh my! Merciful mistress like Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, save a poor life! Madam, I was orphaned early and have no one to turn to. please have pity on me The Buddha will not forget your merits. Yeah? Got it?”
“… … yes."
"try."
"yes?"
“You said you knew? Then do what I did. Let’s see how well you do.”
Mang woogae looked at Yeon jeokha with expectant eyes.
When the boy was intelligent, he intended to take him and make him his disciple.
However, he did not understand the words of an old beggar who had just come out of the world. Still, he forced himself to follow his memory.
“… … Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva... … . Help me. An orphan... … .”
I'm about to cry when I try to say 'I became an orphan'.
I kept my mouth shut tightly.
The impression of Mang woogae, who had been expecting a lot, was distorted.
I recited so many things, but I seem to remember only the words ‘Gwaneum Bodhisattva’ and ‘orphan’. With a head like this, there's no reason to make him a disciple.
Still, he decided to teach him the basics of begging.
Even if you are not a disciple of openness, shouldn't you live on!
“Hum, hum. listen carefully. It's a little different to say to the lady. I have to say this to the ladies. ‘Ouch! You are a beautiful young lady and have a kind heart, so your parents will be delighted. Meet a good man, give birth to a son like a rice cake toad, and make it a hundred years old!’ Just stick close to him and repeat the words. Girls are shy, so give them well even if you don't hold on to them for a long time. Did you understand?”
“… … yes."
Mang wugae didn't ask me to memorize it again. I already know that the boy's head is not good, so I just want to be independent as a beggar.
"It's a gift from me, so use it well."
"yes? yes."
“Then, if we meet, let’s meet again later.”
Mang woogae patted Yeon jeokha on the shoulder as if encouraging him and walked away.
I stared blankly at the back of the old beggar.
It was the first time he had ever talked to someone for such a long time in his life. The samurai who manage the warehouse used to say only what they had to say and go home.
growl
I woke up to the sound of the boat.
Only then did he grab a gourd and start snooping around.
My stomach hurt, but my mouth didn't come out.
Still, it was a generous town, so around lunchtime, the gourds were full of food. Although it looked messy, the taste was rather better than the withered hwa kwon I ate at the warehouse.
They ate the food in the gourd that they were paired with and moved southward without rest.
I walked along the Guando, and when a mountain came out, I crossed it, and when a field came out, I crossed it.
Then, another gwando appeared.
Maybe it was because he came out after being locked up in a small warehouse for 10 years, and everything was strange.
[T.L :- AgusTus]
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 8: - Escape
How much time has passed?
I searched for the monster outside the bronze mirror.
The monster that was sitting on the junk seemed to have grown bigger in the meantime.
Eyes met with the monster.
I could feel the curiosity in his eyes.
It was only natural that he had done nothing but jingi tonap for those long years.
He waved his hand at the monster as if asking him to come closer.
The monster approached slowly while being wary.
With the bronze mirror in between, Yeon jeokha and the monster's eyes met head-on.
It is the moment when you see the black eyes like the abyss of a monster.
Suddenly, deep sorrow and terrible pain rushed towards Yeon jeokha.
“… … .”
I would never have thought that such feelings would exist in the heart of the monster who fluttered outside the mirror.
'omg!'
Yeon jeokha's eyes widened.
The yokai seen up close were neither ghosts nor ancestral spirits.
‘This, this can’t be… … .’
The monster outside the mirror is also quite surprised and embarrassed.
With his trembling hand, he traced the face of the youkai reflected in the bronze mirror.
Yokai is also a face that even a ghost has seen.
Yeon jeokha, who had been staring at it for a while, murmured.
"you… … It was me.”
The truth finally appeared in the eyes of Yeon Jeok-ha, who had reached the age of nine.
The monster, no, the boy was the true self he had lost.
His aunt and himself lost in the abuse of the Yeon clan. His wish to live innocently appeared in the form of a boy.
But when her mother died giving birth to her, it became an unattainable dream for her. His dad left him in the hands of his big mom, and he's been in this shape ever since.
Time that has already passed cannot be returned forever.
Tears streamed down from the younger brother's eyes.
The boy was also in tears.
"mom… … .”
He lowered his head and sobbed for a long time.
And when he raised his head again, he was out of the mirror.
I wiped my tears with the back of my hand.
A skinny boy stood in the mirror with red, bloodshot eyes.
"hi."
I waved my hand at myself in the mating mirror.
It's that moment.
The boy disappeared and a fairy appeared in his place.
When I opened her eyes and looked closely, it was the Gucheon Hyeonnyeo engraved on the back of the mirror. The background in the mirror had also changed from a warehouse to a beautiful scenery like a painting.
The fairy, who smiled faintly, soon flew away on her clouds to the distant sky.
Surprised by the unexpected news, only the eyes of the couple blinked.
Then, suddenly, the bronze mirror began to be covered with the grime of the years as before. Before long, the bronze mirror turned black before I had time to try my hand at it.
"uh? uh?"
The serial killer carefully lifted up the broken mirror and examined it.
Unfortunately, I tried to wipe it with a cloth, but the time did not come off at all.
"ha!"
Unbeknownst to me, the shooting ceremony flowed.
A belated realization that all of this was the harmony of the nine-thousand wise woman passed through her mind.
It seems that the Gucheon Hyeonyeo, who was in her fairy world, felt sorry for her and helped her.
She couldn't think of anything else.
She put her rusty Nine-Chun Hyeonyeo-gyeong on one wall and bowed.
rattle.
I thought the side door was open, and a basket of food came in.
This time, it was all about fireballs hard like a stone, greens, and a water bottle.
As I picked up the basket, I heard a warrior muttering in the distance.
"her! it's ten years Still, being a son of a samurai family is risking his life... … .”
Only then did he realize that he had been confined to a warehouse for ten years.
So she's sixteen now?
"under. under. under… … .”
It's ridiculous.
It is her Uncle General who has imprisoned her, but it must have been because her great mother told her to do so.
Seeing what her life is about, it doesn't seem like she has the heart to let go.
hey, now what
Yeonjeokha's troubled eyes saw a window pierced for ventilation.
I flew up lightly, held onto the iron bars, and looked out to see the dusky twilight.
I searched through the stacked warehouse that had come down to the floor again.
Still, I was able to get my hands on a book about martial arts, which was said to be a martial artist.
These are the books that the Yeon family collected and discarded for reference.
“Biyeonbo (飛燕步)?”
If you look at the title, it's a book about footwork or martial arts that you haven't learned yet.
I took out the bi-yearbook that is serially accumulated separately on one side.
She searched for a while, but all she could find to help was the rain annals.
“Sheesh!”
He grumbled and turned over the bookshelf of the secret annals.
Various rumors continued with the explanation that it was made by looking at the shape of a swallow's flight.
“Stretch out her hands behind her like swallow wings?”
He stretched his arms behind his back and took a few steps forward as he was told.
"Oh oh!"
Still, I think it's better than walking without thinking.
After circling the warehouse about ten times, Biyeonbo was attached to the body.
Even though it was such a low-level, crude new law, the couple did not know about it.
The divine law is not good, but his mental law is the best in the world.
He seemed to be able to run all day using his bi-annual.
"oh! Is it really a good new company?”
After self-confident that it was okay to have a love affair, he threw the secret yearbook behind his back. He had already mastered the principles, so he did not need to carry the book.
He threw himself through the window again.
Maybe it's because he learned Bi-Yeonbo, and his movements were much smoother than before.
It was already dark outside.
It seems that the sun has gone down while reading and mastering the Bi-Yeonbo.
I touched the side door where food and filth flowed in and out of the floor again.
rattle.
The door did not open because it was locked.
According to the teachings of Bi-Yeonbo, who is a serial killer, he pushed his strength into his feet.
Then, he quietly pushed the side door with his toe.
pitched, pitched.
The side door slammed with the sound of something twisting.
Still, it feels a little narrow to get out of the body.
He squatted down and tore off the planks around the side door with his hands.
The old planks could not withstand the forceful touch and split easily.
When I was a kid, I crawled out of the warehouse as if I was going in and out of a dog hole.
When he came out, he was terrified.
It was clear that if the people of Waryong jang found him, they would try to lock him in a stronger place.
The couple walked stealthily and climbed over the fence.
Then, he unfolded the only secret yearbook he knew and ran blindly to the south.
I didn't even rest because I was afraid that the warriors of the Baekhodae would follow me.
In accordance with the teachings of the ancestral bier, he stretched out his arms straight back.
If anyone saw it, it would look like it would hold its stomach and laugh.
However, as time passed, the ceremonial art became faster and traveled a fairly long distance.
Finally, when the day dawned dimly, the running under the skies was over.
"omg! omg!"
Maybe it was because he skipped dinner, but his mouth smelled sweet, and he seemed like he was about to collapse.
Yeon jeokha walked slowly and controlled his breathing.
As I was thinking about where this place was, I saw a milestone standing next to the coffin road.
[Sip li in Deng feng County.]
Yeon jeokha, who was going to Deung bong County, hesitated.
The thought, “It was only a one-night run,” crossed his mind.
This place is so close to his eldest mother's house.
If her eldest mother untied her man, she would be caught behind her at any moment.
It's a three-day trip from Eonsha to Dengfeng County, so it's quite far, but the couple didn't even think about it.
"ha! I can't go any further.”
His knees were shaking from how tired he was.
I decided to get something for the time being.
He walked through the rain and entered a nearby village, but a troublesome incident occurred. His little boys followed him around, throwing rocks and cursing at him.
“Wow! Beggar!”
"dirty!"
"go away!"
He wasn't sick enough to die because he was young, but he felt bad.
Besides, are you a beggar?
'no. Mom and Dad died early, but I still live in a rich family... … .’
Come to think of it, he was locked up.
Besides, as the children said, he was a poor man among beggars.
The clothes I was wearing a few years ago had been worn out and shortened.
At least it was torn and tattered after running all night.
His body, which had not even been washed, was swollen with soup, to the point where he vomited even by himself.
Right.
A stone came flying and hit me in the forehead.
I stroke it with a tingling feeling, but my fingertips are smooth. When I checked, there was blood on her body.
In an instant, he said, 'Woo' and got angry.
“These guys!”
When the younger enemy screamed and pretended to chase it, the children ran away with a ‘wow’.
An adult passing by scolded the children, saying, “Don’t bully the poor people.” Only then did the children flock to find other things to play.
It was midsummer, so the blood dried quickly.
Someone called Yeon jeokha who was trudging along.
"hey. there."
I turned around and saw an old beggar beckoning.
“Are you a disciple of openness by any chance?”
"no."
"no? But why are you acting like a beggar?”
“… … .”
I couldn't say anything about the relationship.
It was very sad that I looked like a beggar when I wasn't a beggar.
An old beggar came up and asked.
“Are you homeless?”
"yes."
“Do you have a rice bowl?”
"no."
“Are you going to die of hunger?”
"yes."
“Tsk tsk,” said the old beggar, clicking his tongue.
“You foolish bastard. Aren't you starving because you don't have a bowl of rice? He's a non-standard guy. Take this.”
An old beggar held out a red gourd that was hanging from his waist.
I accidentally received the broken gourd with both hands.
“Clean your ears and listen carefully. Men don't fight enemies, so look for women. A lady is seen in the distance. Then she runs quickly and says,
The old beggar, Mang wugae, the elder of the opening, said quickly after clearing his voice.
"'oh my! Merciful mistress like Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, save a poor life! Madam, I was orphaned early and have no one to turn to. please have pity on me The Buddha will not forget your merits. Yeah? Got it?”
“… … yes."
"try."
"yes?"
“You said you knew? Then do what I did. Let’s see how well you do.”
Mang woogae looked at Yeon jeokha with expectant eyes.
When the boy was intelligent, he intended to take him and make him his disciple.
However, he did not understand the words of an old beggar who had just come out of the world. Still, he forced himself to follow his memory.
“… … Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva... … . Help me. An orphan... … .”
I'm about to cry when I try to say 'I became an orphan'.
I kept my mouth shut tightly.
The impression of Mang woogae, who had been expecting a lot, was distorted.
I recited so many things, but I seem to remember only the words ‘Gwaneum Bodhisattva’ and ‘orphan’. With a head like this, there's no reason to make him a disciple.
Still, he decided to teach him the basics of begging.
Even if you are not a disciple of openness, shouldn't you live on!
“Hum, hum. listen carefully. It's a little different to say to the lady. I have to say this to the ladies. ‘Ouch! You are a beautiful young lady and have a kind heart, so your parents will be delighted. Meet a good man, give birth to a son like a rice cake toad, and make it a hundred years old!’ Just stick close to him and repeat the words. Girls are shy, so give them well even if you don't hold on to them for a long time. Did you understand?”
“… … yes."
Mang wugae didn't ask me to memorize it again. I already know that the boy's head is not good, so I just want to be independent as a beggar.
"It's a gift from me, so use it well."
"yes? yes."
“Then, if we meet, let’s meet again later.”
Mang woogae patted Yeon jeokha on the shoulder as if encouraging him and walked away.
I stared blankly at the back of the old beggar.
It was the first time he had ever talked to someone for such a long time in his life. The samurai who manage the warehouse used to say only what they had to say and go home.
growl
I woke up to the sound of the boat.
Only then did he grab a gourd and start snooping around.
My stomach hurt, but my mouth didn't come out.
Still, it was a generous town, so around lunchtime, the gourds were full of food. Although it looked messy, the taste was rather better than the withered hwa kwon I ate at the warehouse.
They ate the food in the gourd that they were paired with and moved southward without rest.
I walked along the Guando, and when a mountain came out, I crossed it, and when a field came out, I crossed it.
Then, another gwando appeared.
Maybe it was because he came out after being locked up in a small warehouse for 10 years, and everything was strange.
[T.L :- AgusTus]
